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Volume 1, Yan Cunzheng, Chapter 420: A poem conveys the title of the novel

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    "After all, No. 1 is slightly better." Song Hui said as he tasted two poems.  "There are limits to good things" Qi Lu thought.  Since they think so, other people also have their own judgments. Many people are shouting for No. 1. As a result, No. 1, Mr. Jin Fuping, is promoted, and No. 2 returns in dismay.  I guess some people found it interesting, others were competitive, and a few people stepped forward. The big man in charge was not in a hurry, and presided over the event in an orderly and loud manner. He was always able to mobilize everyone's emotions very well, and everyone participated with great enthusiasm.  Very high.  Someone else said loudly from another platform: "There are four levels of the first level. If you want to challenge, you can come here" Suddenly, the crowd divided into four piles, and soon someone entered the second level.  On the platform, for a while, the entire arena was filled with voices chanting verses, and everyone was overwhelmed. If they heard a good verse, they would shout loudly and cheer together.  Qi Lusi stood in the crowd and listened, occasionally shaking his head and occasionally nodding. After a while, he said to Song Hui: "There are indeed many talented people in Yingtian Mansion. Many of the poems here have unique and wonderful lines, which are impressive." "Where,  Mr. Qi is so complimentary." Song Hui didn't know what he was being modest about. He always had to be modest anyway.  Hu Caijun followed the four scholars step by step, listening to them discussing how to compose poems and how to go on stage.  The topics on these ten or so high platforms are all open to the public. The first ones to come up are either extremely confident in themselves or very aloof and disdain to discuss with others. Most of the people in the audience are discussing with their companions.  The poetry conference was originally a place for discussion and exchange, and the organizers did not prohibit such discussions. Qi Lusi and others found that the quality of the subsequent poems and essays was getting higher and higher, and witty sentences continued to emerge.  The requirements for the second level still require ink characters, but the genre is not limited. It can be quatrains, rhymed poems, or short or long sentences. It seems easier, but because of the higher degree of freedom, it becomes more difficult.  How to stand out and how to defeat your opponents requires hard work.  The people on the high platform are not only contestants, but also referees and spectators. They can also express their opinions loudly and decide the outcome of others. The atmosphere is extremely lively for a while.  "Ajun, you stay here and look after your luggage. The four of us will go to the competition separately. You have to cheer loudly for us later!" Hu Caijun's eyes were not here. His eyes were wandering among the crowd.  , seemed to be looking for something, and suddenly he saw a familiar figure.  Zi Baifeng!  "Ajun, Ajun? Did you hear that? You are stupid!" The young scholar who was the most gorgeously dressed among the five patted Hu Caijun on the shoulder and said, "Hey, Hu Caijun!" "Young Master Gong"  , you're such a stupid boy." A scholar next to him laughed.  "I'm not a book boy." Hu Caijun turned around and said coldly.  "Haha, you are not a book boy? Then what are you? If you are not a book boy, how can you still be a young master? Mr. Gong, what is wrong with you, a book boy?" The young man called Mr. Gong was also a little angry and said  : "Ajun, are you really stupid? Do you want to be kicked off the boat?" Hu Caijun took a deep breath.  When he left Mengcheng, he was very embarrassed.  In Mengcheng, the distance between him and Zi Baifeng was so big that he couldn't breathe.  He once put his treasure above Xia Junguo, which made it almost impossible for him to find a place in Mengcheng, let alone develop in Zhuanguo, so he left Mengcheng and went elsewhere.  He first went south along the river from Mengcheng to the territory of Xia Junguo.  Although he is not a monk, he has been in contact with many monks after all, and he is not ignorant of everything in the outside world. He knows that he wants to go to the Kingdom of Heaven. With his legs, he may not be able to reach his old age.  He had to take a cloud ship to reach the Kingdom of Heaven.  But the cost of the Yun Ship is definitely not something he can afford.  Fortunately, even a monk is not good at calculations and still needs an accountant. By chance, he boarded a small cargo cloud ship and became an accountant on the cloud ship. And this cloud ship is Gong.  It is run by Mr. Gong, the young man¡¯s father.  Hu Caijun is a person who is very good at seizing opportunities, and he cherishes this opportunity very much.  On the cloud ship, Hu Caijun worked hard and endured humiliation. He could not be an ordinary person who could own the cloud ship. Boss Gong saw that he was really serious and planned to keep him for a long time, so he taught him the most basic skills.  The art of practicing Qi.  How could Hu Caijun give up such a good opportunity?  This simple qi training technique is much stronger than the outer sect qi training technique learned by Hu Tianci, who was regarded as a god by his family. Hu Caijun practiced day and night and refused to relax at all.However, his talent is not very good, and he is only getting started now.  Boss Gong¡¯s son, Mr. Gong, came to Zaitian Mansion with the ship in order to participate in Zaitian Mansion¡¯s provincial examination. Boss Gong accidentally discovered that Hu Caijun¡¯s literary talent was good, so he temporarily suspended his position in the accounting department and became Mr. Gong¡¯s companion.  Boss Gong is a good man, but his son is really a playboy. Hu Caijun doesn't think highly of him. Hu Caijun is also a man of real talent and learning, and he has been taught by his husband. His thesis talent is actually far above these few people.  , but Hu Caijun knows how to hide his clumsiness. He deliberately revealed his literary talents to Boss Gong last time in order to have more time to review classics.  There were also several friends of Mr. Gong on board, all of them were playboys. Being around them all day long, Hu Caijun had already become impatient, but Hu Caijun was very good at being patient and never showed it.  But just now, he saw Zi Baifeng's back, and for some reason, he suddenly felt that he couldn't bear anything anymore.  Why can I see Zi Baifeng here?  ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????mbOUT out of mind, Zi Baifeng is also here to attend college.  Since the beginning of the hospital examination, he has been squeezed by Zi Baifeng. It is this gap that makes the distance between them farther and farther, so far that it is almost impossible to touch.  At this moment, Hu Caijun suddenly discovered that he and Zi Baifeng were on the same starting line again.  I don¡¯t know why, but Hu Caijun, who was always calm, felt that his breathing had become heavier.  "Master Gong, I am very grateful to Boss Gong for taking you in, but although I am an employee on the ship, I am not your servant. These days, you have been beating and scolding me at every turn. I have to endure it because of Boss Gong's kindness.  , But my tolerance is limited." Mr. Gong laughed: "You really think you are a person? You are just a dog of our Gong family, and you really treat yourself as a human being?  If you admit your mistake, I might be able to forgive you. If not, I will break your legs right now!" "The situation is stronger than the person. If you were the former Hu Caijun, I am afraid he would have bowed his head long ago.  But at this moment, for some reason, Hu Caijun lost his original intention to have both sides. He straightened his back, raised his neck, and said coldly: "Then you will give it a try?" "Looking for death!" Gong Shaoyi  The palm came over and hit Hu Caijun directly on the forehead.  Hu Caijun¡¯s expression changed. If this shot were taken for real, his brain would probably burst.  Who would have thought that a hand stretched out from the side and grabbed Mr. Gong's palm.  "Young man, if you are so upright, I'm afraid you will suffer a loss." An old but kind voice came.  "Suffering a loss?" Hu Caijun smiled, and the smile was very bitter. In fact, the biggest disadvantage he suffered in his life was that he was too unprincipled. Now, he finally had principles for once, but someone told him that he would suffer a loss if he was too upright.  ?  This is simply a huge irony.  "Old guy" Mr. Gong struggled for a while, but he couldn't get away no matter what. He suddenly became unclean and cursed.  But before the doctor could curse him, he felt an extremely cold force coming from the palm of his hand to his heart. His heart was immediately frozen, and he shivered, unable to make any sound.  "Young man, see you again by chance." The old man smiled at Hu Caijun, turned around and left. Hu Caijun watched him off, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.  "Youyou" Mr. Gong pointed at Hu Caijun and wanted to say something else, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. He quickly supported another young man next to him and said: "Quickly help me  Help me find a place to sit." As soon as he came into contact with the man, the young man shivered and said, "You are so cold" Hu Caijun ignored them, holding the luggage in his hands and the bookcase behind him.  As soon as he threw it away, he turned around and walked towards the place where he got the number plate, loudly announcing his name: "Hu Caijun!" After taking the number plate, Hu Caijun turned around and walked towards the nearest platform.  Zi Baifeng and several others shouldered the important task of suppressing the situation. The Dangui Five Tigers and Yan Xiaolei were divided into four directions, staggered in position, and were working hard to climb up.  At this time, Zi Baifeng had already begun to solve the second question.  He didn¡¯t have to think about it at all. There were so many verses waiting for him to read them out.  At this time, the song Xijiang Yue had just been recited, and it won a lot of applause.  "The moon is flat and the golden basin is falling into the water, and the wild geese are drunk and the ink is empty. The king's poems are beautiful and the rain is overwhelming. The green onions in the garden, I want to see the cold embrace in my clothes. The soul in the ant nest is dreaming of the world, and the traces of poplars are in the wind. Don't let the swallows laugh at the autumn red in the society, everywhere is the spring mountain.  Cuichong." After hearing this, the scholar who was playing with him smiled bitterly, cupped his fists and saluted Zi Baifeng, but he didn't say anything.After a few dollars, he turned around and walked off the stage.  "Who is this person?" Among the crowd, Qi Lusi asked Song Huidao next to him with his eyes widened.  "I really don't know this person." Song Hui also frowned.  "Such a literary talent should have been famous for a long time." "From his accent, it seems that he is not from Zaitianfu. Let me inquire." Song Hui turned around and left.  Qi Lusi looked up at Zi Baifeng. At this time, Zi Baifeng was already on the third platform, and he was also the first to go among everyone. His previous poems were really too undisputed.  "This kind of literary talent is rare. It seems that there are indeed talented people out there." Qi Lusi thought to himself, although it is troublesome to go to the higher education, it can gather many talented people for the country. In the long run, the country can become more and more prosperous.  The stronger.  In the crowd, Hu Caijun frowned and listened to Zi Baifeng's poems, and began to think hard. This time, he only had one opponent, and he must defeat Zi Baifeng.
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